All I can think about is soon I will be leaving the office and this will inevitably lead to me sitting on 520 in traffic - parking lot style, slow moving, frustration city traffic. I fucking hate traffic. STUPID. FUCKING. TRAFFIC.
Things I'd rather do besides sit in traffic:
Run (I went running at 5:20 thinking when I got back at 6:20 the traffic would be gone. No such luck.)
Work (By work, I mean sit in front of my computer and write personal email to my friends.)
Be forced to write without the use of parenthesis. (One, have you noticed how much I use parenthesis, and two I don't think that's physically possible. I might just spontaneously combust or something if I am forbidden from using the lovely and amazing (and not to mention versitile!) parenthesis.)
Have my heart broken (I take that one back. Maybe traffic isn't so bad after all.)
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